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CHAPTER 6: The Ghost of Old Flames

Author: Mayummie
last update Last Updated: 2026-03-06 14:49:13

The sun had barely risen when Caliste stretched in bed, her body tangled in the silky sheets of the villa. She blinked sleepily, momentarily forgetting where she was. The distant sound of waves reminded her.

Island. Villa. "Honeymoon." And Lucian freaking Velmore.

She turned—and saw the other side of the bed empty. Just a dent in the pillow and the scent of his cologne lingering faintly.

He was probably running or swimming. Or brooding somewhere shirtless and dramatic.

She shuffled to the kitch
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